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Don'T Let Go

Every day I wake up and look in the mirror I can’t tell who that is looking back at me There’s a girl crying, “This is not meant to be!” I feel the war torn soul going cold Those cliché phrases are growing old My hand clutched tightly to fragmented memories Of days of laughter and no worries I’ve lost the will and strength to fight I’m falling down losing sight of the light Quickly fading into a sea of bitterness I’m frozen in a state filled with emptiness Like a lifeless corpse lying helpless on the ground I’m in desperate need of redemption to be found Breathe life back into my nimble bones Bring me back to a place where I’m not fighting this alone The weight bears so heavy, I sink farther Everything gets quiet and my heart grows darker I close my eyes and see a faint glimmer A rustling in the wind whispers, “Things could get better.” History promises I’m on the road to destruction But the future tells of a path of resolution My fingers are slipping as I cling to the edge Deep in my heart I don’t want to come off this ledge It’s enough to know the battle isn’t done As long as I don’t let go there’s still a war to be won Every step I take is a victory in itself Of turning my life around and not giving up on myself.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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